This evening, my husband texted me about wanting to go to the memorial services of one of his closest friend’s dad. The services are being held in a small mountain town about 4 hours north of Albuquerque. The drive is beautiful and the emotional support for his friend, as well as his own closure, will be a positive experience for everyone. His initial inclination was not to go due to preexisting commitments; however, he changed his mind and asked me to help out by driving him to the services (which means participating in the event myself).
My immediate response was “no”. Before everyone thinks I am a horrible person and a worse husband, let me make my case. Read More »